“How could you be that? You have always been a strong and powerful person, hiding behind the scenes and making people work for you.” Chen Huijie said contemptuously when he saw himself again.

In fact, she looked down upon Zhuang Ning, and her words were always thorny at first. She felt that this so-called doctor was very similar to Wei Yanwu, with the arrogance of a superior that was inadvertently revealed.

But that’s not right!

Cold sweat slowly flowed out, and Chen Huijie finally realized that this was a nightmare. This nightmare replayed her most unbearable memories. At that time, she did not know the doctor well, and her harsh words were hurtful, so her words were like needles.

“You… think so?”

“I’ve heard about you. Many Rhodes Island warriors died to save you, right?”

“But you claim to have amnesia, and you never shy away from killing.”

Stop it, shut up!

she thinks.

She hoped Zhuang Ning would refute, but there was only silence.

The rain was getting heavier, and a sad and resentful laugh followed: “Yes, that’s how it is.”

“You think so, everyone… thinks so.”

“No matter how much I pretend to be kind later, the impression of me in your mind has already been fixed. I am a bad person.”

“In that case, I can certainly use you, right, Miss Chen?”

“Great, each one gets what he wants. This is me. I’m going to smash everything I don’t like. I’m going to go back, and before I leave, I’m going to clean this area!”

The sound was like a loud bell hitting Chen Huijie’s eardrums. The rain stopped, and the hood was blown away in the chilly wind. A pair of black eyes lit up, as if they had suddenly come to their senses.

Chen Huijie was suddenly scared, as if her heart was grabbed by a hand. Endless sorrow was like a wave. She wanted to say that everything was wrong and wanted to say sorry.

What can you say? What can you say?

What should you say, you bitch? It’s all your fault. You had a chance to make amends. It’s all your fault, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong!

——Chen Huijie opened her eyes.

When daybreak came, she was the only one in the Governor’s Mansion.

She hugged the quilt tightly and shivered, calling someone’s name, but no one responded.

He was gone, and I just had a nightmare.

……

……

It was a magnificent banquet. In a corner of the manor, celebrities gathered and court musicians played beautiful music.

Vina will only return to this dream in her dreams, and at this time she will hold that person’s hand.

She didn’t like banquets. Why should a lion dance with a cat? But this was her mission. When the muezzin called out “Your Majesty is here,” she and the man walked onto the carpet together. Countless eyes were focused on them, and the symphony of “God Save the Queen” filled her ears.

How beautiful.

“But you are Victoria’s Majesty.”

Someone said that.

The dream was disturbed. Damn it, damn it, damn it! Vina was furious and drew her sword angrily. The Breath of Kings came out of the sheath. This sword housed the souls of the kings and could cut off the heads of all rebels!

But when he looked back, he saw Zhuang Ning and he started laughing.

Zhuang Ning, who had been beside her just now, was standing opposite her unconsciously, wearing a silk hat and smiling.

“Don’t be so excited, Your Majesty. It’s a simple truth. The monarch’s blood is cold, his words are false, and his behavior cannot be insulted.” Zhuang Ning spread his hands, “So, I understand why you don’t let me attend this banquet to welcome you back.”

Vina was stunned, and sweat suddenly dripped down her face. The sword in her hand fell to the ground, and the hand that once held the war hammer and killed countless people was shaking violently.

Yes, she understood. The doctor did not attend the banquet, even though he was the hero. She did not give Zhuang Ning an invitation out of political considerations.

Because she is no longer the leader of the Glasgow Gang, nor an operator of Rhodes Island, she is a king, and the blood of a king should be cold!

“You are always right, Vina. You are unexpectedly talented in politics. Rhodes Island is full of stupid idealists, but you have the sense of a lion.”

Zhuang Ning clapped his hands lightly, as if he was pleased. “So, why did you have this dream? After you chose to refuse to get close to me and chose to leave Rhodes Island, shouldn’t all our actions be defined as a transaction?”

“We’ve made the deal, when will you get sentimental?!”

“You…are not a doctor!”

“Of course I am the doctor, the doctor in your dream. You still don’t understand why the doctor could kill Indra and Morgan without mercy… But, as you think, it’s because it can establish authority.” Zhuang Ning smiled harmlessly, “So he killed them.”

“wrong!”

“Why deny it? Vina, if you don’t value him, why should he value you? A lion shouldn’t care about a cat, and the Creator can naturally despise his own creation!”

“Shut up!”

“Okay, I’ll shut up, but that’s what you think.” In the dream, Zhuang Ning put the wine glass into his heart, enjoying the aftertaste of the wine. “Power cannot be shared with others, and it cannot be violated by others. Vina, you did a good job.”

“I said… shut up!”

Before she knew it, Vina’s hand had lifted Zhuang Ning’s collar, and the latter’s eyes became innocent.

Vina loosened her hand, her expression panicked. She covered her face and knelt on the ground, tears streaming from between her fingers: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“Don’t apologize. Don’t you understand? Zhuang Ning released you from the monastery, which means you still hold the supreme authority of Victoria. You should kill all those who betrayed you!”

Vina had never heard of this before, and felt as if she had lost her soul. Zhuang Ning’s expression became more and more disappointed: “You are indeed a weakling.”

I woke up from the dream. I don’t know how many times I have had this dream. It starts with a banquet and ends with a weak person.

“I am weak.” Vina held her chest, “I, I shouldn’t…”

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by sobs. She walked out of the monastery, but eventually returned to this cage. Perhaps she would never be able to get out of it in her entire life.

Everyone has their own nightmares, but the fear in nightmares comes from the resentment towards one’s past self.

Kazdel, the freed monarch frowned on the throne.

In Syracuse, in that exquisitely decorated room, the lone wolf trembled.

The nightmare will never end because the person who can bring salvation is no longer on this earth.

Death in Ignorance

(The timeline of this article is before Zhuang Ning turned evil in the main text, and it is another possibility that he confronted Teresis in Londinium)

“Death is terrifying, but sometimes, it is also a relief, like sinking into a dream from which you can never wake up, far away from the earth.”

Londinium, The Shard.

The storm gathered and formed dark clouds above his head. Zhuang Ning said softly, turning his eyes back.

All I saw was Tracys, wearing armor and moving slowly forward, his cloak stained with blood and his eyes calm.

“Maybe? Death is just a dream.” Tracys lowered his head, “We will eventually sink into that dream.”

The Sarkaz regent lowered his sword, the blade scraping the ground, sparking bright sparks.

“It’s just that before I died, I could still hear the wailing of the Sarkaz souls and see the great deeds of the ancestors, but I can no longer realize them… You win, Doctor.”

In 1098, at the end of the Battle of Londinium, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the magnificent capital had become a ruin under the bombardment of magic torrents and Originium products.

At the same time, it also made clear a fact: the Sarkaz were defeated and failed to capture Londinium as expected, but instead dragged themselves into the quagmire.

At this very high place, one can see the embarrassed faces of the Sarkaz, and also see Theresa standing up. This is the backup plan. If Theresa fails, all the sins will be borne by him, and he and his sister will take power again.

Kazdel began to retreat, with the Royal Court Army as the rear guard. Fortunately, the Shard Building had been built in Kazdel, which was enough to support a line of defense. This was the capital for the Sarkaz to communicate with the Victorians in the future.

The war seemed to be settled, but it was not the case for Zhuang Ning. Just as Tracys regarded him as the biggest target, he also regarded Tracys as an obstacle.

They clearly sent a large number of troops to stop him, but in the end, this terrifying man, despite being covered in wounds and having one hand broken, still managed to kill Askalon and seriously injure Logos, and climbed up to the Shard step by step with a heavy obsession!

“Why do we have to go this far?” Zhuang Ning sighed, “Shouldn’t you just surrender if you lose? What’s the point of killing me now?”

“Meaning? To me, making this land chaotic is the most fundamental meaning!”

A smile slowly broke out on Tracy’s tired face, a smile of relief, as if he had seen tomorrow, the light, and the salvation of everything. So he couldn’t wait, forgetting everything else, like a moth flying towards the flame, flapping its ugly wings, and offering everything in the heat!

Zhuang Ning did not react. With his current eyesight, he could not catch up with Tracys at all. He could only sit down with nothing to do, took off his mask, and took out the notebook from his coat pocket.

The notebook was a bit old, and it contained everything that had happened since his arrival. He spread it out, looked at the paper, and sighed for who knows how many times.

It was pity, mixed with an indescribable envy. Zhuang Ning suddenly found that he actually envied Tracys.

He envied the regent, envied his firm and powerful goal. For this goal, Theresis could abandon all moral shackles, abandon family affection, friendship, and even himself.

How much obsession does it take to climb up this shabby building even when facing certain death, penetrate the heavy troops he has deployed here, and then point the sword at him?

Among them, how many operators did the regent kill?

The sword was hanging over Zhuang Ning’s head, but it stopped abruptly. As a doctor, he didn’t even look up, and continued to flip through the yellowed notes.

“Spells?” Tracy said. Countless spells were entangled in his body, which came from the curse of the Banshee Court and transformed into a huge torrent of solidified time and space.

This was Zhuang Ning’s backup plan. He dared to expose his trump card. Logos finally used the blood of his own royal court to build an iron wall for him that could never be broken. When it was completed, Logos himself exclaimed that this might be a masterpiece that would only happen once in a lifetime.

Tracy does not have noble blood, so he cannot resist the banshee witchcraft from the ancient royal court!

“Logos, the monarch of the Banshee Court, did not devote himself to his own people. Instead, he sounded the death knell for his own people for a ridiculous fantasy.”

Tracy, who had been able to overcome all obstacles along the way, had to admit at this moment that he was still one step behind.

Zhuang Ning shook his head and said, “The death knell will be rung sooner or later. It’s a pity for those who died.”

He extended his fingertips and snapped them, “Finish him, scout.”

boom!

There was a loud bang, and a brass-wrapped arrow burst out from one end, leaving a dazzling trajectory.

The arrow shot by this sharpshooter, with the help of some strange witchcraft, penetrated into Tracys’ chest and dealt him the final blow.

The Holy King’s Hall was filled with the sound of majestic bells, countless white doves flew up, and funeral bells rang out.

And Zhuang Ning also wrote the last line on the open notebook.

“And now the bell tolls for you.”

There was blood at the corners of Tracy’s mouth, and he remained in a posture imprisoned by the spell.

Zhuang Ning felt a little uneasy and gave another command. He was sure that Tracy had been seriously injured to the point of death, but his instinct of death was still ringing in his mind.